After Yan Ling was invited to Wahou by Wan Feng, Wan Feng arranged a place for him to eat and stay.
He could eat in the canteen of the garment factory, and he was arranged to stay at Xu Bin’s uncle’s house. The accommodation fee was ten yuan a month, but the garment factory paid for it.
He also received a subsidy of one dollar a day, and his task was to help Jiang Min select the contents of a 32-page publication in 16-mo format from the collected manuscripts.
After Yan Ling arrived, Wan Feng, Luo Zhongxing and a buyer named Yi Li embarked on a journey to Shijiazhuang.
Wan Feng planned to fly to Beijing and then to Shijiazhuang, which would be much faster than taking a boat and then a bus.
The airfare from Bohai to Beijing was 45 yuan, which he could definitely afford. But what made them depressed was that although they brought a letter of introduction from their unit and their personal work ID, their level was not high enough.
The lowest level of people who can fly is county or regiment level, and even rich families won’t sell them planes.
They had no choice but to board a ship from Bohai to Yantai, and then began a long journey of changing trains and buses, which was so boring.
The distance from Yantai to Shijiazhuang is only about a thousand miles, but the train and bus have to change trains twice, and this alone takes two days.
After the three of them arrived in Shijiazhuang, they took a taxi directly to the Shijiazhuang Tractor Parts Factory.
Shijiazhuang Tractor Parts Factory is a factory with a long history. It was established during the Great Leap Forward period. Initially, it produced a 25-horsepower tractor as well as winches, crushers, etc. Later, it separated the main machine from the accessories and specialized in the production of accessories.
Wan Feng had no impression of whether this factory produced any other tractor parts, but the piston rings they produced were very famous back then.
Unfortunately, to Wan Feng's disappointment, when they approached the factory's supply and marketing department and requested processing for their products, they flatly refused.
The reason is that the product specifications are too small and the quantity of goods is uncertain, so they will not play with you at all.
You can't blame them. What Wan Feng and his team are making now are experimental products. At most, they can only make dozens of pairs. A big factory will make the mold first and then give you dozens of piston rings that are smaller than bracelets. No one will play with you.
I talked for a long time but got nothing.
After coming out of the parts factory, the three of them squatted next to the popsicle cart of an old lady selling popsicles and soda on the road opposite the factory and feasted on them.
Wan Feng drank a bottle of soda. If he came to this city next year, he would be able to drink a drink called Weili, which is one of the special drinks for national athletes in next year's Olympic Games. Unfortunately, the beverage factory has not been established yet.
They can only drink this dime soda.
Luo Zhongxing and Yi Li also drank a bottle of soda each.
After finishing the soda and returning the bottle to the old lady, the three of them sat under the tree with sad faces.
Wan Feng was thinking of a solution.
What means and through whom can I get these piston rings out? Even if it's just a few pairs I can take back.
If piston rings can ensure the normal operation of the engine, why wouldn't they accept an order worth tens of thousands?
Seeing that it was almost noon, Wan Feng decided to go eat first and think of a solution after dinner.
"Mom! I'm coming!"
After a crisp sound, a young girl in a white skirt rode a bicycle to the old lady selling popsicles, got off the bicycle with one leg, and took a lunch box from the shelf.
Wan Feng just glanced at it and stood up: "Let's find a restaurant to eat first. Let's see if there is one nearby. We can talk about it after we finish eating."
Yi Li went to ask the old lady selling soda where there was a restaurant nearby.
The old lady raised her hand and pointed to the left, and Wan Feng saw a Weimin Restaurant there.
"Let's go! Let's eat!" Wan Feng led the way to the restaurant. He had just taken two steps when he was grabbed by someone. He turned around and saw that it was the girl who delivered food to the old lady.
Is this woman out of her mind? Even if you are pretty, you can't just grab a stranger on the street. Are all girls in Shijiazhuang so aggressive?
"Girl, do you know me?"
The girl looked at Wan Feng as if she was identifying him carefully, and her expression became more and more excited.
"Is your last name Wan?"
Wan Feng nodded subconsciously.
"Do you remember the girl you saved on the train to Harbin two years ago?"
Two years ago? Two years ago on the train to Harbin?
It seems that there was a story that a girl named Liu was abducted by a human trafficker.
"You are Liu..." Is this the Liu what who was abducted by human traffickers? Isn't this such a coincidence?
"Benefactor!" Liu Xiyuan knelt down in front of Wan Feng, tears in her eyes.
This is a bit of a big deal.
Wan Feng was shocked. Oh my god! What the hell is going on?
Luo Zhongxing and Yi Li were both dumbfounded. Not only were they dumbfounded, but almost everyone they saw on the street was also dumbfounded.
"Hey, you, get up quickly! If you keep kneeling like this for a while, the police will come! If you don't get up, I'll just have to lie on the street."
Wan Feng was too embarrassed to help Liu Xiyuan up, so he had no choice but to resort to this last resort.
Liu Xiyuan thought about it and stood up, pulling Wan Feng to the confused old lady.
"Mom, this is the man who saved me on the train two years ago."
The old lady was also excited when she heard this, but her body shook twice due to her excitement. If Liu Xiyuan had not held her up, she would probably have fallen down.
Wan Feng was terrified. What the hell was going on? Wasn't this a little too thrilling?
Besides, the world is so big, how could I possibly run into Liu Xiyuan here? Would buying the Mark Six lottery with this probability empty the prize pool?
What happened next made Wan Feng laugh and cry. The old lady resolutely packed up her stall and insisted that Wan Feng come to her house as a guest.
Wan Feng looked embarrassed, they were here to do business!
Liu Xiyuan's house is obviously the kind allocated by the factory. Three houses and a shed form a small courtyard of more than ten square meters. It is a typical dormitory room.
Although Wan Feng secretly called Liu Xiyuan's mother an old lady, she was actually not old. She looked only in her forties. It was just that women in the eighties looked a little old, and coupled with her poor dressing skills, she looked like an old lady.
"Aunt, you don't have to worry about it. We'll just sit for a while and leave. We have something urgent to do."
"If you have any urgent matters, tell me. I see you guys are from the parts factory, maybe I can help you."
Wan Feng didn't quite believe this. Even if you sell soda and popsicles at the factory gate every day and know a few workers, what's the use?
Seeing Wan Feng's disbelief, Liu Xiyuan added, "My father and my brother both work in this factory. Maybe they can really help you."
This time, Wan Feng had an idea. This was a good idea. He could find someone who could solve the problem through them, and it could also be considered as finding someone to act as a matchmaker.
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